This is something I wrote back in May - may 22, 06 back on Yahoo.

OK... been a while since I've gotten on here and blogged something..

might as well say what I did to my friends...

one thing that pisses me off royally is when someone is so damn two faced that they lie their way through life. I personally never believed or wanted to believe in what other people had felt about my ex. Come to find out they were right, but I used a simple mindgame to get the truth out. I had people who I knew - felt I could trust help me out, while others who were directly involved or indirectly involved were basically opening themselves up to get hurt by others who's only intention was to hurt people. The people involved were of course my ex gf Jen.

see.. usually I give people a chance to prove themselves. Whether or not they are guilty of something - more like whether or not I should forget what they've done or harp on it - depends on how deep the shit gets. In this case there was so much bullshit around that starting the war was needed. So I did.

The goals were simple: 1) make the mouse take the cheese - Jen 2) Make Chris admit the wrong he'd done to his future wife 3) seperate the group of people who were around me from the kids who enjoy the gossip, and the adults who enjoy life without letting immature bullshit starters get in the way.

See... This girl named "Starla" - I don't know or care what her real name is - managed to weasle her way in with Chris one night. She had a crush on him and during a time of drama - Chris's GF chose her family over him on his birthday. I don't know anything more about the reasoning behind this but now it don't matter. So in the process of drinking his ass off and relishing in his own emotional cess pool, she managed to seduce him. Here's where you insert the OMFG EW.

I met Starla once... seen her twice... still not even close to thinking she's respectable in any sense of trash much less a good candidate for friendship from me. She is massively overweight, has the intellectual prowess of a rat and conversational value of speaking to a retard about astrophysics... and the clothing she wears... doesn't compliment her in any way possible. - Chris... ew.

When Chris had done the dirty deed - he was - is - engaged to a girl who I personally think is incredible. A great person who compliments Chris in his "I'm not goth, I'm yargibible x core" grace. Insert Elizabeth. NOT LIZ BRADDOCK EITHER! I'll get on the subject of dead ex gf's later (not physically dead but mentally and emotionally dead to me). ANYWAY -

After I first met Liz, I got the feeling or call it a vibe... that she was a great person. Someone I could trust and have a LOT of use for in the future as I would be to her. Trust me, it's come true already! ROFL.

When Chris sat in front of me at the karaoke bar we go to crying begging of me not to think lowly of him for cheating on Liz, I set it in my head that she will find out, and I think it would be better to orchistrate the coming out during a war which I had had plans for long ago which was to expose the truth of childish rumors and games which continued.

So, with that in mind let me get to the story...

The first night I went to the bar, I noticed the group which went there. Me, Cary, Chris, Liz, Jen, Momma D, and a couple others. They all seemed to be one family type of a group. Drunk assholes hitting on women in the group, chasing them down and seeing to it they understood that the women are not interested... normal trash alchoholic type bar people. (not the group - the people who frequent the bar) Surprise, surprise. Got to know everyone, and learn who they all were.

The second night, I had a death in the family which prevented me from going.

The third night I brought Lindsey. See, this is where the fun begins. The night begins normally, I have my cigars, Backwoods Berry blend, I enjoy a couple Coronas with lime and a Smirnoff Triple Black with a shot of Apple Pucker. Anyway, after sobering up, I noticed Chris was getting pissed and stressed out about something. So, after momma D went out side to talk to Chris and soothe him, I went out there to take my part in being the bigger brother and helping him deal with his issue if I could. During this time, he admits the mistake he made with Starla and begs for my advice.... I should be a fucking wiseman... he needed someone to score him some doobage to calm his nerves... needless to say, doobage is very able to be gotten lately due to the mexicans and lack of police ability to control the immigrants bringing the shit loads of drugs here...

Now, the things that start getting strange at the bar is that when Liz got there, people started saying a LOT of mean shit about her. Like her looking like Chris Farley, or just like a man. It originated from Starla or Jen.. which one I don't know, but the comment was delivered to me VIA Danielle, who I have a LOT of respect for. She had gotten a good bit of attention that night because of her being attractive and such... I ended up getting followed into the bathroom by a damn mexican asking me if she put out.. She even got harassed by two white trash people there and asked to do a threesome. Other people by this time had said shitty things about Liz so.. I made sure they shut up around me because I wasn't taking the childish bullshit

I later found out that Jen was the source of almost all negativity between the group and Liz. Jen had a shitfit when Chris unexpectadly met Liz and moved out with her despite the arrangement of him living there for 2 years. So this started the whole issue of his family not liking Liz, they blamed her for Chris's decisions and his choice to move on and away from the mindgames and bullshit presented by Jen.

Now.. Jen has always been mentally unstable. She has a history of outrages, manic episodes, depression fits, euphoric episodes followed by complete anger styled outlashing. She was a horny thing when I was with her. I only wish I had known of an AIDS scare she had shortly before my getting together with her. That would have changed a LOT, yet it would have destroyed the possiblity of being great friends with a lot of great people including Chris.

The second night convinced me she is completely unable to handle living her own life without being chemically dependant. This is after not being around her for over 4 years. That night had started normal, but with the afore mentioned issue with Chris and people shit talking Liz behind her back, and RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER, Jen wasn't there. She had gone to the Wank (Westbank of New Orleans) and gotten shitfaced there. She was forced out when one of the people she was with was too young to even be there. They then showed up at the Karoake bar we were at completley out of control and begging someone to fuck her and Cary's ex girlfriend Ashley.

As a promise I made to Momma D and Chris, despite my hatred for Jen and the shit she put me through, I would protect her. So Cary and I left the bar with them in tow. Drove them to the trailor which they live in. Along the way I had one of the worse ultimatems placed in front of me. They were in the back seat practically having sex with each other. They were trying to reach up front so they could grab on Cary and I. I could have had the #1 male fantasy played out in front of me and no one would ever know - had I convinced Cary to let me play.

So A) I could have had my fantasy happen, suffer the consequences of what would happen with Lindsey if she found out. or B) just leave them be, don't get involved.

Then the other shit would happen knowing my luck... one of them get pregnant, one of them have a disease they didn't know about, giving that to Lindsey... I'll take option B thank you.

Afterwards, I left the bar. I had had enough at that point. I heard someone I cared about getting ragged on by CHILDREN, no one defending them but me, had my friend tell me he did something really stupid and had my ex gf prove to me she will never grow up.

So... I wrote a LONG ass blog on Myspace laying out how all of those people are and what they needed to do and where they can go if they didn't grow the fuck up.

I layed out and characterized everyone involved in everything and tore new assholes into most of them, and made sure people knew where it originated from. I also had proof that Jen had started a LOT of shit and intended to cover her ass when Chris showed up at Starla's birthday party. Jen had gone around making sure everyone wonder where Liz is. That they missed her being around and she's such a sweet person... rofl. She was covering her ass since I had uncovered and practically laid Jen out to dry.

Mission accomplished. Jen got her real face exposed - the second one. Chris told Liz the truth and they actually stayed together through this shit, and hopefully the group is split up between the mature, nonshit starting and highschool symantec bullshit antics people.

2 goals complete out of 3. Not bad at all.

Anyway, my next blog will be about racism and why racists who want to create mullatos are FUCKING IDIOTS. :D



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